Irish woolens are still being made -- we saw beautiful scarves and thows for sale, but had lots of sales resistance. We also saw the sheep, which still had their large fleece winter coats on. The sheep in the field above are grazing under Ben Bulben, the mountain made famous in several of Yeats's poems.
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Being a yarnie, I'm a sucker for sheet, shawls, wool, you name it. And yes, you can guess what my suitcase would be filled with -- but I fear I'd have LITTLE sales resistance!
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